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“Okay,” Song Diweng thought for a moment and said, “They are going to the Nmai River in Myanmar. Diweng and Ziyun need to make some relevant preparations, such as passports.”

"I'll have my secretary take care of it. Also, you need to go to the Shwedagon Pagoda in Yangon and tell the abbot, Elder Anxi, that Red Boy is seriously injured. Please ask him to send another bottle of Bon 'Resurrection Water.' I will visit him after he recovers. Remember that," the leader said thoughtfully.

"Yes, sir, I've got it." Song Diweng replied cautiously.

Youliang lay on his side on the bed, wondering who he would find to test his "Intermediate Yin Corpse Suction Technique" on. His gaze fell on Master Fei's back, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Chapter 155

Youliang jumped off the bed and strolled quietly toward Master Fei from behind.

“Youliang,” the commander noticed Youliang approaching and beckoned, saying, “I have already sent your master and senior brother to track down Nizi’s whereabouts. We will rescue her once we have definite news.”

"Thank you, Uncle Commander," Youliang glanced gratefully at the commander, then turned to Song Diweng and earnestly pleaded, "Master, I'd like my senior brother to show me around the fun places in the capital..."

The leader smiled upon hearing this. After all, he was just a child with a playful heart, so he said, "President Song, you need to make preparations before departure. Let Master Fei take Liang out for a day of fun."

Song Diweng nodded and instructed Fei Daoshi, "Ziyun, why don't you take your junior brother to see what it's like? Where should we go?" He secretly gave Fei a wink.

Master Fei immediately understood that his master wanted him to take the young monk out alone to find out what happened to him at Babaoshan Cemetery last night. Therefore, it would be better to go to a less crowded place. So he replied, "As the saying goes, 'He who has not climbed the Great Wall is not a true man.' I will take my junior brother to Badaling."

“Yes, the Badaling Great Wall is historically known as one of the nine great passes of the world. It is a must-see for anyone who comes to the capital. You should go and come back soon,” said Song Diweng.

"Master, Chief, then I shall take my leave now." With that, Master Fei turned and hurriedly left with Youliang.

The Badaling Great Wall is located at the northern entrance of the Jundu Mountain Pass in Yanqing County, Beijing. The Ming Dynasty Great Wall stretches 6,700 kilometers and is one of the world's oldest and greatest architectural wonders. Badaling is its strategic pass, and "Yuguan Tianqian" (Jade Pass Natural Barrier) is one of the eight scenic spots of Juyongguan Pass during the Ming Dynasty. It is also the most exquisite section of the ancient Great Wall. The Badaling Great Wall is about three zhang (approximately 10 meters) high and nearly two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) wide at the top. It winds along the mountainside to the distant horizon, majestic, precipitous, and awe-inspiring.

Master Fei and Youliang climbed a two-story watchtower on the Great Wall. Standing on the crenellations, they gazed at the rolling, majestic mountains of the northern frontier.

"Junior brother, what did you and Master Qiao do at Babaoshan Cemetery last night?" Master Fei asked bluntly.

"Practicing martial arts," Youliang replied calmly.

"Now you must tell me everything in detail, understand?" Master Fei said solemnly.

"Why should I tell you?" Youliang stared directly at Master Fei's one eye.

"Why? Because I am your senior brother. An elder brother is like a father to you, so you must obey and not talk back, understand?" Master Fei reprimanded sternly.

"I understand," Youliang said expressionlessly.

"Alright, you can talk now." Master Fei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Grandpa Qiao taught me to practice, and this is how it's done..." Youliang reached out a hand and inadvertently grabbed Master Fei's right wrist, just like he had grabbed the guard's wrist last night. He anxiously cried out in his heart, "Quickly, quickly, suck it in..."

"Hmm, and then?" Master Fei looked at Youliang with surprise and asked in confusion, "Junior brother, why does your expression look so strange?"

Youliang was extremely anxious, and a light sweat broke out on his forehead. He accidentally blurted out, "Suck, suck, suck this one-eyed dragon..."

"What did you say?" Master Fei was taken aback, then roared in fury, "You little monk, how dare you try to ambush me!" He raised his other hand to strike Youliang's skull, but then remembered that if he injured him, he wouldn't be able to explain himself to his superior; this little monk was quite the big shot now. Thinking this, he twisted his arm, his steel-claw-like fingers digging fiercely into Youliang's inner thigh, twisting it several times...

Last night in the cemetery, although Youliang had drained the guard's vital energy, it was because of the fear in his heart that he instinctively triggered the "Intermediate Yin Corpse Absorption Technique" in his body. Just now, he tried to use his mind to mobilize the "Intermediate Yin Qi" to attack his opponent but failed. In his anxiety, that inexplicable fear gradually surged into his heart again.

"It hurts..." Yu Liang struggled with all his might, tears streaming down his face.

"Hehe..." Master Fei chuckled coldly and continued to exert force. Suddenly, a cracking sound came from his neck, and his face twisted abruptly. His head seemed to be trying to break free from the restraints of his neck bone, desperately stretching upwards.

Youliang was greatly alarmed. His lower abdomen rumbled with hunger. The "internal yin energy" in his dantian passed through the ecliptic, through the coccyx, across the spine, through the occipital bone, and into the niwan point. Suddenly, the Laogong acupoint in his palm generated a huge suction force, tightly adhering to the Lieque acupoint on Fei Daoshi's wrist. The true qi of Taoism poured out like a dam bursting...

"You..." Master Fei was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly tried to shake his hand, but he couldn't muster any strength at all, and his internal energy, which he had cultivated for many years, was rapidly dissipating...

Youliang felt an unprecedented pleasure. He continued to suckle without stopping, and said through gritted teeth, "Master Fei, I can finally avenge Master Yidu!"

Master Fei trembled violently as if he had a seizure, and his body slowly went limp. His lips trembled as he pleaded, "You...have any conscience, spare this...young Taoist."

Youliang looked at the terrified Fei Daozhang with a smug smile, and said hatefully, "Hmph, I will not let anyone who has bullied Nizi get away with it."

"You killed...you killed me, my master will never let you get away with this..." Master Fei cried out in a hoarse voice.

Youliang replied disdainfully, "You fell off the Great Wall by accident. I'm just a child. What can I do?" With that, he used the Laogong acupoint in his palm to suck out the last drop of true energy from Master Fei's body, and watched as "One-Eyed Dragon" fainted.

Youliang released Fei Daozhang's wrist and felt a fullness in his lower abdomen. He lifted his clothes and saw that his lower belly was already bulging high, just like a pregnant woman.

He looked around and saw that there were no tourists nearby, so he grabbed Master Fei and placed his hands on the arrow slits of the city wall. Then he picked up Master Fei's feet and forcefully threw him over the city wall, where he fell into the deep ravine.

Youliang's heart pounded. He peered down and saw that Master Fei's brains had been splattered out and he lay dead on a large blue stone. He excitedly rubbed his hands together, then skipped and hopped down the Badaling Great Wall, boarded a bus, and asked around all the way back to the 301 Hospital.

"What did you say? Master Fei accidentally fell off the Great Wall..." The leader was shocked to hear this.

"Yes, I was so scared I didn't know what to do, so I ran back by myself," Youliang said, hanging his head, looking nervous and trembling.

The commander looked at Youliang with suspicion, thinking, "This Taoist priest Fei is a person with martial arts skills, how could he fall down so easily?" But he couldn't imagine that the Taoist priest would have any deep hatred for this child Youliang.

The leader called his secretary and asked him to go to the Badaling Great Wall as soon as possible to handle the matter properly. He then summoned Mr. Qiao and informed him of the situation.

"Youliang, how could Master Fei suddenly slip and fall?" Master Qiao asked, staring into Youliang's eyes. The boy's shifty gaze aroused his suspicion.

"I don't know either. When I turned around, my senior brother was gone. I looked down from the top of the city wall and saw him lying in the ravine..." Youliang stammered.

Master Qiao chuckled and asked kindly, "Youliang, why is your stomach so bloated?"

Youliang was stunned, and his expression changed drastically.

"You killed Master Fei," Master Qiao said coldly.

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Youliang's face turned pale. Seeing that his plan had been exposed, he stubbornly kept his mouth shut and did not utter a word.

"Master Qiao, you're saying that Youliang killed Master Fei?" The leader straightened up and asked in surprise.

“Indeed,” Master Qiao said, pointing to Youliang’s protruding belly. “Look at his dantian; it must have absorbed all of Master Fei’s true energy.”

The commander looked at Youliang and asked doubtfully, "Youliang, is this true?"

Youliang remained silent for a long time before finally nodding slightly.

"Why did you do this?" the commander asked calmly.

"Revenge!" Youliang suddenly shouted angrily.

The leader was astonished: "Do you have a grudge against Master Fei?"

"He shot and killed Master Yidu, and he also bullied Nizi," Youliang said confidently.

The leader was silent for a moment after hearing this, then slowly said, "Well, Master Yidu of Fengling Temple in Hedong, Shanxi, is a highly virtuous monk. This Taoist priest Fei indiscriminately killed innocent people, which is intolerable under the law. He should pay with his life, and now he has received his just deserts. Let him die... Mr. Qiao, let this matter end here. To the outside world, it will still be said that Taoist priest Fei accidentally fell off the Great Wall, an unfortunate accident, and has nothing to do with this child Youliang..."

Master Qiao had always disliked that Old Man Song and his disciple Master Fei. At the critical moment of life and death in the Yuxi Grand Canyon, the two of them couldn't help at all. Now that he saw the leader was willing to exonerate Youliang, there must be a deeper meaning behind it. "Master Qiao understands," he replied.

“Yes, there is good intention, but,” the leader’s expression turned serious, and he said solemnly, “Master Fei is the abbot of the Daluo Palace in Jiexiu, Shanxi. He is a well-known figure in my country’s religious circles and also an academician of the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences. His death is, after all, a major case of earth-shattering significance. You’ve gotten yourself into big trouble…”

"I... Uncle Commander, are you no longer willing to help save Nizi?" Youliang's first thought was still about Nizi.

"Sigh, would you please tell your uncle the whole story now?" The leader's expression changed, and his tone became friendly again.

Youliang nodded and recounted the events of his trip to Badaling in detail. Finally, he unzipped his pants, revealing his bruised and purple inner thighs to the commander.

"That's too cruel! How could they treat a child so brutally?" the commander said angrily.

Upon hearing this, Youliang felt a surge of warmth in his heart. This superior uncle was so kind to him, and tears of gratitude streamed down his face.

"Child, don't cry. Your uncle is here. You'll be alright." The commander pulled Youliang to his side and gently wiped the corners of his eyes.

Seeing this, Master Qiao thought to himself, "This child might come in very handy."

Meanwhile, on the Badaling Great Wall, tourists discovered the body of Master Fei in a ravine and immediately ran to the management office to report it. Soon, officers from the Juyongguan Police Station arrived at the watchtower, waiting for the forensic doctor from the Changping Public Security Bureau to arrive while maintaining order. Many tourists had already gathered on the wall, watching and whispering. Every summer, similar murders occur on the Great Wall.

The vertical distance between the city wall and the ravine is more than 30 meters. The forensic doctor from the branch office was lowered down with a rope and conducted a preliminary examination at the scene. He determined that there were no other signs of violence on the body, and it was likely an accidental fall or suicide. Further autopsy would require bringing the body back to the branch office for an autopsy to reach a final conclusion. Afterwards, the police wrapped the body in a body bag, hoisted it up the city wall, and transported it back to the Changping County Public Security Bureau.

At that moment, the chief's secretary and the little dwarf Song Diweng were already waiting in the branch office's reception room.

Chapter 156

Song Diweng walked into the forensic autopsy room, stood in front of the cold stainless steel table, and silently looked at Master Fei's head, which was covered in blood. He felt extremely sad. He knew that Ziyun could not possibly have fallen off the Great Wall, let alone committed suicide.

"Chairman Song, do you know if the deceased came to the Badaling Great Wall alone?" asked an officer from the Changping Public Security Bureau. Previously, the chief's secretary and Song Diweng had already revealed their identities.

“It’s one person,” Song Diweng replied. He couldn’t reveal Youliang, as the leader certainly didn’t want the matter to escalate.

"Preliminary examination indicates that he accidentally fell off the Great Wall, and there is no suspicion of homicide," the officer said.

"Sigh..." Song Diweng stroked Fei Daozhang's stiff arm, and taking advantage of the police officer's inattention, he reached out and pressed his hand on the Qihai acupoint on the corpse's abdomen to check. Sure enough, the dantian was empty, and all the true qi was gone. This shows that the little monk has good skills...

"How should we notify the deceased's relatives?" the officer asked cautiously.

“Ziyun is single and has no relatives. Please send him directly to the funeral home for cremation. I will pay the expenses. There is no need to keep his ashes,” Song Diweng replied calmly.

"No problem." The police officer smiled politely at the chief's secretary. Since the higher-ups were concerned about this ordinary murder case, it was best to follow their wishes and find out as soon as possible.

On the way back, Song Diweng sat in the car, pondering to himself. It seemed that the little monk Youliang had already mastered the "Intermediate State Corpse Absorption Technique," easily killing Fei Ziyun, who was not weak in martial arts. The thought sent chills down his spine. Currently, the leader wanted to use him, so even if he knew the truth, he wouldn't blame him. Sigh, at this time, it was best for him to play dumb.

Upon arriving at the 301 Hospital, Song Diweng entered the ward.

"Old man, have you seen Master Fei's body?" the leader asked from his sickbed, with the young monk Youliang standing beside him.

“Yes, the police determined that he accidentally fell off the Great Wall,” Song Diweng said, glancing at Youliang.

"And what do you think?" A hint of coldness flashed in the commander's seemingly sympathetic gaze.

“The old man fully agrees with the forensic report and has already asked them to cremate the body as soon as possible,” Song Diweng replied.

"Good, you understand the bigger picture. You are indeed my capable assistant," the leader said with satisfaction. "Now that Master Fei has left, see if you need anyone else to accompany you. I will try my best to arrange it."

After thinking for a moment, Song Diweng said, "It would be best to find a martial arts master to assist me."

The commander nodded, pondered for a moment, and said, "Well, a few days ago, I heard Abbot Xuyun of Baiyun Temple mention that there is a master in the temple, known in the martial arts world as the 'Five Elements Tracker.' A few days ago, he tracked down Jia Shiming and retrieved Baiyun Temple's prized treasure, the 'Essentials of Innate Qi Gong.' This person is not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also extremely cautious and meticulous. He has assisted the Criminal Investigation Bureau of the Ministry of Public Security in solving many difficult cases. More importantly, he knows Jia Shiming. How about this, I'll discuss with Abbot Xuyun whether we can borrow him."

"Is this person reliable?" Song Diweng asked worriedly.

"As long as we track this person down to Jia Shiming, and don't tell him the inside story, there shouldn't be any major problems," the leader said thoughtfully.

“Alright then, when can we meet this ‘Five Elements Tracker’?” Song Diweng asked.

"Tomorrow," the commander replied.

That night, in the Old Law Hall of Baiyun Temple, Abbot Xuwu sat in meditation on a futon.

A gentle breeze swept by, and a gaunt old man with a small head, dressed in a dark suit, a red tie with gold polka dots, and black leather shoes, suddenly appeared in front of the hall, exuding a faint fragrance of cologne.

"Senior brother, why are you in such a hurry to see me? Is there something urgent?" Master Xufeng asked softly, cupping his hands. Since retrieving the "Essentials of Innate Qi Cultivation," he had gone to Hong Kong and had just returned to Beijing yesterday.

“Junior brother,” Abbot Xuwu said solemnly, “there is a rather thorny matter… Have you seen the Chief? When Jia Shiming was in the temple, he often came here to listen to the teachings.”

Xu Feng nodded and said, "Hmm, I have a vague recollection of that."

“He needs your help to track down someone,” Abbot Xuwu said.

"Oh, who are you tracking?" Xu Feng asked, puzzled.